Poetry of Kansas

A Dream

    Thru the gate of dreams
I strayed into an arched chamber where
Golden lamps shone dimly thru the smoke
    From golden censers filled with incense rare.
    Chained on a golden throne,
Her fair form gleaming thru her draperies thin,
A woman sat, with two dogs "Want and Woe"'
    Beside her--this was Sin.
    Upon a pedestal stood one
Crowned with the laurel wreath of fame,
And round his feet a writhing serpent coiled
    Ambition was his name.
    There in the dusk alone,
In the after-glow of suns long set,
Her eyes fast dimming with a mist of tears,
    Sat Memory, striving to forget.

__Louisa Cooke Don-Carlos

Dear Things And Queer Things
Louisa Cooke Don-Carlos
(Lawrence: The World Company. 1934)
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